In the quiet dining room, there is only the sound of knives and forks clashing gently. ~with~dream~small~say~щ~suimеng~lā

The man sat in the flickering crystal light, elegantly slicing the food on his plate, and when he heard a slight sound of footsteps, he paused on his hand, but did not look up.

Song Tiantian pulled out a chair and sat down across from him.

In front of her was a medium-rare black pepper steak and a third of a glass of red wine.

Song Tilt looked around, but didn't see the red wine bottle, so he poured a third of the red wine in the cup, it is estimated that this time, he was also afraid that she would get drunk and play drunk, so give her an appropriate amount?

Thinking of this, Song Tiantian couldn't help laughing, she picked up the goblet, drank the one-third of the red wine in the cup, and then put the cup lightly on the dining table, she raised her eyes, glanced at the man in front of her lightly, and said, "This wine is not enough for me to stuff my teeth, Mr. Tang, you are so stingy?" ”

Song Tiantian's tone was a little naughty, but also a little cheerful.

Compared to the last time they went toe-to-toe, it was obvious that this feeling made Tang Jingyun more adaptable, but he still put on a thousand-year-old iceberg face and didn't say anything.

Song Tiantian pursed his lips, didn't say much, and continued to eat.

After dinner, Tang Jingyun got up and left, and Song Tiantian sat stiffly in his seat for a few minutes before following out.

It was already night, and at this time, she should have gone home, but—

"Can I stay tonight?" She walked up to him and asked word by word.

She felt that she looked like an ancient concubine, and humbly begged the supreme monarch to let him stay with her......

Well, Song Tiantian admitted that she did have the idea of sleeping in bed, but she was afraid that people would not mean that.

Song Tingtian didn't know how she did it three years later to be so skinless and faceless now, although she had done too many things to be sorry for him in the past three years, but she was still shameless and stalked.

"You can stay if you want." This time, he was very talkative and didn't refuse her anything.

Suddenly, Song Tiantian remembered what he had said again.

Nian Nian said that Tang Jingyun let her come to Dijing Villa because he missed her, but he did it in the name of Nian Nian.

Oh, what a duplicitous man.

Song Tingtian felt that he still had feelings for himself, but he couldn't let go of the past in his heart, so he didn't want to admit it...... Be proactive?

Seeing that the man was about to go upstairs again, Song Tiantian hurriedly took a few steps forward and blocked his way, "Then where will I sleep tonight?" I don't want to sleep in a guest room. ”

The implication is that she wants to sleep in the master bedroom.

Tang Jingyun's dark eyes looked at her thoughtfully, probably shocked by her skinless and faceless, right?

But as long as Song Tiantian can get him, then what face does she need?

She raised her eyes to look at him, a flash of anticipation in her eyes.

Tang Jingyun wanted to laugh when he saw her impatient appearance, but his image was still cold and stable.

After all, the current Song Tilt is not the Song Tilt of three years ago.

She is like an enigma, unpredictable, he doesn't like unguessable feelings, and he doesn't like to make any subversive decisions when he can't guess.

For example, he is not sure whether he should accept the Song tilt in front of him, whether he should ...... Sleep in the same bed with her.